On the jobsite for the Women’s Rights National Historical Park, Seneca Falls, NY. Late 1980’s. I was Project Manager, and for awhile was going up there (halfway between Rochester and Syracuse) about twice a month. Loved this job.
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I Love New York
Got to the corner at the highway this morning, waited for the light to change. When it did each of the three cars that rolled up to the crosswalk was a black Mercedes, one SUV flanked by two sedans. What jumped into my mind was this.
I love New York.
Ironbound Expedition
Explored Newark’s Ironbound neighborhood (so called because it’s enclosed on all sides by railroad tracks) on Saturday. Ate excellent Portuguese lunch, coffee, pastry; and first-class small-batch ice cream. Roses everywhere, new park down by the river, a multitude of churches. Rain, but not until we were done and headed back to the train. Excellent expedition!
Expeditionary force:
Ironbound history mural detail:
Front yard shrine:
1961 chimney:
RIP, Muhammad Ali
I’ve always been a jock. That part of my identity could have been at odds with the part that’s a political activist; but Muhammad Ali showed us we could — indeed, had to — be both. I’m not a big boxing fan, but I’m an Ali fan. RIP.
Bella the Cat
Too much laundry in the laundry basket, not enough cat room. Bella took care of that.
Horses, too
The Cedar Valley Retreat Center has rolling grounds, many outdoor spaces for sitting and thinking, hills to climb, woods to stroll through, plus of course a couple of buildings for residence, meetings and classes. The place has another mission, too, carried out in a few buildings and fields at the front of the property. Besides hosting retreats like the the Wisconsin Writers’ Association Novel-in-Progress Bookcamp, they also do horse rescue. The first year I was here a couple of retired goats were also in residence, and their climbing structure remains though they seem to be gone. But at least two horses are living out their twilight years here. One of them plodded out of the barn yesterday to post picturesquely for both a long shot and a close-up.
Chapel on the hill
Cedar Valley Retreat Center, where I’m teaching right now, is a non-denominational (but Christian-leaning) religious retreat a group like this one can rent. One of the buildings on the grounds is a chapel. This is its interior in the morning light.
I Love New York
Although currently in Wisconsin, I could not resist letting you in on this. And I don’t want to see them becoming the butt of jokes.
I love New York.
The pond at the edge of the 100-acre wood
The Wisconsin Writers’ Association Novel-in-Progress Bookcamp, where I’m Writer-in-Residence, is held at the Cedar Valley Retreat Center. 100 acres of woods and streams surround the buildings, which include the main building where the guest rooms and classes are held, a larger meeting house, a chapel, and a small screened outdoor room. Here’s the pond, where a pair of killdeer are nesting on shore and the trees are full of tweeting, chirping, chipping, and singing. A certain amount of honking and quacking can also be heard.
